wall
you need not worry,you need not carewhether i a m alive or i am dead
for who i am i to you ?but to me you are
emotions in the toy shop aren't for display
wether i cry in the recess or i weep in solitude
to me you are never to blame
for world doesn'nt know the language of love
it talks in the words of wealth
and measures in scales of monetary gains
no one can make fun of my tears
neither can one play with sentiments of mine
the heart will weep in peace
the tears can trickle down in silence
no can see my face ,be it dawn or dusk
for i am facing ........... THE WALL.
Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG
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Written on 2006-11-28 at 16:19
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